Addict

Addict

Abusing

Drugs

Dangerously

Inhaling

Cannabis sativa

Toxicomania

© Phil Renaud 2017

The Dawn

The Dawn

Awakening of the day

Uplifting the soul

Rosy rays of sunlight

Obscuring the darkness

Ruddy skies proclaiming

All hail the dawn of a new day

  

© Phil Renaud 2017

The Addiction

The Addiction

It’s insidious

It creeps in gradually

Like a burglar

It steals your ambition

It all starts with an innocuous

“Wanna try it”

Then it’s let’s try again

And again

And again

Soon it’s a habit

A fun habit, kinda

Now after 40 years

It’s a bummer

It dulls the mind

Makes me lethargic

It’s not enjoyable anymore

Yet my mind

Craves it

My body aches

Without it

Yet life seems better

Depriving myself of it

I can run better

Write better

Am more alert

So I have concluded

No matter how you

Look at the situation

I am an addict

© Phil Renaud 2017

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

To my friend

Who’s half a world away

Miss Bekkie transcends

The distance between us

Her joy and love of life

Causes no fuss

And is rife

With caring and tenderness

Towards her pals

No matter their locales

So here’s wishing

All the best

To my friend

Miss Bekkie

May God keep you

In the palm of his hand,

Bless you and keep you safe.

Have a great day ☺☺

© Phil Renaud 2017

Mothers

Mother’s

Matrons, so dignified and sober

Orderlies, when injury occurs to a child

Therapists, a counselor when needed

Helpers, always willing to lend a hand

Educators, teaching children to live and grow

Rescuers, whenever pets or kids need saving

Saintly, as all mothers are

These are a mother’s lot

To serve and protect everyone she’s got

In her family

And she does it uncannily

A mother’s love

Goes far and above

Normal emotion

Showing her singular devotion

So on this day for mothers

Let us not think of any others

Except for our moms

And sing psalms

Of praise to spark

Glory and fame for our Matriarch

© Phil Renaud 2017

My Last Stand

My Last Stand

Snorting and running

I am free

Yet still caged

I run anyway

Suddenly pinpricks

Points of pain and agony

More pinpricks

I see red

Stopping and pawing the ground

I charge

The red swooshes

Aside

More pain and agony

Deeper more hurtful

Than before

The stabbing makes

Me angry

My vision is blurred

With anger

And hurt

I charge again

More pain

Deeper this time

I feel my life blood

Draining from my body

I keel over

And breathe

My last breath

© Phil Renaud 2017

Artwork courtesy of David Palmer

Canada

Canada

Cloyingly courteous

Amiability abounds

Noble nation

Aboriginal artists

Delightful denizens

Apologetic attitude

I am Canadian ♥

© Phil Renaud 2017

Picture from Pinterest